3. Alexis Ren vs Alyssa Lynch (Body Saddle)
Feb 19, 2023 10:20:39 GMT -6
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3. Alexis Ren vs Alyssa Lynch (Body Saddle)
Alexis:
(26, 5’8, 63:18 FCBA, VIXENs)
Alyssa:
(27, 5’7, 120, 50:22 FCBA, VIXENs)
BEFORE:
Another classic fight in the making, as old rivals Alexis Ren and Alyssa Lynch compete in a Body Saddle match, the first between the pair. After starting off on the worst foot, both girls have gone on to face other rivals in their careers, with Ren famously still in a blood feud with a certain Eden Cohen, and Lynch floundering in recent years against the likes of Samara Weaving and Nina Dobrev.
“We generally stay clear of each other in the locker room,” Alyssa says with a pained grin. “It’s been an unspoken rule all these years. Ren knows not to mess with me.”
Alexis scoffs loudly from across the room. Clearly, the blonde has a different perspective. “Excuse you?! Ass-lyssa knows I’d kick her ass if we ever climbed back into the ring. That’s exactly what I aim to do tonight. Lynch has been nothing but overrated - a speck of dust in my eye, which has been focused on other, more important stuff lately…”
“Like getting flattened by Eden, eh?” Alyssa retorts with a laugh. “I swear, just watching Ren piss off every girl she meets is good enough of a reason for me to stick around.”
Ren looking pissed off herself when the two rivals meet in the center of the stage, mouthing off into Lynch’s face and then poking her sharply in her chest. Lynch has been there before, heard everything the blonde has to throw at her, calmly meeting her scowl with a smirk and both hands on her hips.
And before the confrontation gets too heated, it’s Steve Boyd to the rescue, the Head Trainer of the VIX locker room getting between both girls and herding them apart. Tonight’s stakes are raised with the Body Saddle on full display, and much like the previous contest between Flyweights Emma Watson and Lily Collins, both Alexis and Alyssa get to play with it after they come out on top.
Later, in the ring, Lynch is in ready to go in one corner, an orange bikini top complementing her white boxing trunks. The brunette has a pair of black gloves on either hand. In the other corner, Ren’s lean and mean form is being shown off to the crowds, the Vixen waving and bouncing on black boots, whilst dressed in a white sports blouse and red sports shorts. She has blue gloves on either hand.
Referee waves for the opening bell, and HERE WE GO with ten rounds of Bantamweight action! This here’s a Body Saddle match!
ROUND 1:
Girls kick things off mighty-strategic, a curious dance between two competitors who can’t stand the sight of each other on a day to day basis. Put them together in the same ring with the one objective to knock the other’s head off, and you’ve got a recipe for disaster. Not how the VIX team sees it, however, Ren and Lynch’s growing rivalry over the years bringing in the crowds, and each girl has their own share of supporters chanting their name from the rafters. Action is equally equal, fast jabbing combos sent into the face for an appetizer, Ren firing off more often but her shots more than careless and foolhardy, either hitting the arms or flying overhead too often to count. Lynch, on the other hand, hitting those weak points with practice. The brunette probably has a portrait of Alexis Ren affixed to her punching bag back home. She scores high and low, knocking a nice straight cross to the nose to kick the first round off for her corner.
ROUND 2:
Ren battling right back, of course, these two rivals having fought multiple bouts both inside and outside the ring to know the other’s weak spots. Ren using her reach to frustrate Lynch, opening her body up for attack before blasting Lynch to the kisser with those deliberate, step in crosses to her lips, stunning her with a grunt. Lynch a little stockier and well-built since the last time these two faced off, trying to use her hunting hooks to catch Ren on her tummy and score the win like in the belly-punching pit. Ren however has other ideas, bagging and tagging points to the brunette’s face, eventually edging Lynch out in terms of points to win her own close round.
ROUND 3:
Back and forth these two go, Lynch forced to protect her head with the number of jabs landing consecutively from Ren, who will take whatever opening she can get if it means she gets to inflict some hurt on Ass-lyssa. Lynch knows this, turning the cheek to bait Ren into firing straight for it, then catching the blonde with an underhook to the side of her tummy, making her grunt and falter the third time this happens. Ren growls in rage rather than retreat, however, continues hounding Alyssa to either side of her guard in the hopes of retribution. She knocks some stiff shots into the ears and temples, but Lynch gets the final laugh with a block and weave, then duck and banger again off the ribcage, which sends Ren breathing hard back to her corner. Close round swings back to Alyssa, with each girl taking the other to task!
ROUND 4:
Ren concentrating on the tummy this round -- blonde girl just can’t let it go! She got bested in the pit last July, and it must sting to know that Lynch had the stronger body to boot. Not helping: Lynch goading her rival on in the opening seconds, asking Ren to ‘Bring it on!’ with a couple of rude glove gestures. Ren obliges, picking up the pace of her jab combos and flurries. Lynch looks like she regrets asking for this as the punches begin to stack up, a one-two hitting her fast to the nostrils before Ren dips under and drums away at her undercarriage, forcing her to retreat towards the ropes whilst clutching her body. Ren takes some return punishment, yes, but the sheer quantity she’s throwing back at Alyssa is a sight to behold. Alyssa’s back hits the ropes and she’s forced to cover up, has to weather a couple last seconds on the bell as Ren lights her face up with a hook across the cheek, then folds her over with a step-in swing to the gut. “HOW’S THAT LYSSA?!?” Ren hissing, being stopped by the referee and then herded back to her corner.
ROUND 5:
Lynch DEFINITELY regretting her taunting after the Ren-train SLAMS into her for the second round in a row, the brunette breathing hard as she struggles to get away at fight back. Ren with her eyes on fire and entirely focused on knocking Lynch out in record time. Blonde daredevil just walks into the line of fire, ignoring Lynch’s attacks and then instead blasting her to the face with short, snappy hooks across the chin and cheek, then ripping uppercuts down the middle section to bang away at the remnants of her guard, at one point drilling a right hand up into her stomach to bend her over into her arms with a dull grunt. Lynch’s eyes bulging, mouth guard shot between her teeth, having no choice but to clinch up and pray to god Ren’s wrestling skills haven’t improved much. She’s wrong. Ren keeping her arms inside, continuing to slam away at her undercarriage and chest, then cutting upwards to SNAG Lynch on the base of her chin - KAPOW!! Alyssa gets WHIPPED off her feet and DOWN onto her back, lying spread eagled and entirely shell shocked! It’s a KNOCKDOWN for Alexis Ren, who spits and hisses down at her unfortunate foe! Could this be an early night for Lynch?!
Referee starts the count once Ren is dutifully back in her neutral corner, with Alyssa showing surprising signs of life and almost willing herself off her back like she’s some kind of zombie struggling to get back up on instinct. All fine by Ren, who puckers her lips and blows more air kiss taunts from across the ring, waving her glove as a threat to end Lynch’s career the next thing she goes down. Alyssa regains her stability by the count of 8, and nods to the referee to continue!
Still two minutes left on the clock, AND HERE REN COMES! Avalanche of an assault as the blonde Vixen practically leaps in and starts swinging away at her rival, Alyssa locking her own arms over her face and chest and moving sideways, trying to negate as much of the force of impact as possible. Ren trying to stay concentrated, poking and prodding and jamming her gloves into whatever opening she spies in Alyssa’s defenses. Lynch wincing, groaning, trying to keep upright but those body blows beginning to add up. She initiates several more clinches with her enemy, arms suddenly lunging forward and wrapped around Ren’s shoulders, and the two gals go tumbling into the ropes, snarling in each other’s hair. Ring stills from the aftermath show them tightly embraced, like a couple of long lost soulmates. Of course, those in attendance know the reality as anything but.
ROUND 6:
Ren is spent, and the blonde knows the precarious position she’s found herself in. She’s pushed a great deal over the last few rounds and failed to put Alyssa away for good. It doesn’t bode well that in previous outings, Ren managed to put her away with similar bursts of energy. This Alyssa Lynch is new and improved, and made of sterner stuff. Ladies paw at each other from afar, though Ren is still trying to walk her down and hound her with shots. Alyssa looks comfortable to stay at a distance, catching much needed breath. She’s still taking those grazing shots to her face, but can sense Ren’s power waning by the minute. Last third and we’re seeing signs of life from the brunette, Lynch powering a straight cross to the sternum to catch Ren completely off guard, drive the remaining air from her lungs. Ren has a look of pain as she half collapses onto herself, only managing to stay afloat with her arms on the top rope. Lynch looks set to CHARGE, but the bell rings soon after, meaning she’ll have to wait a little longer for revenge!
ROUND 7:
Ren’s in trouble, how the turn tables now as she goes on a full retreat, one hand extended and trying to poke Lynch in the face, but the brunette is seeing red in her eyes and charging her down, catching Ren on the belly with sudden lunges under her arms, then bashing more hooks into her guard up high to rock her about left and right. Alyssa senses the opportunity to hound and pound and is SURE AS HELL taking it, ignoring the odd jab to her cheek before catching Ren back with another straight cross to the nostrils, busting her wide open. Ren shrieking in pain and frustration, falling back even further as drips of red begin to fleck the once pristine canvas. Alyssa bides her time in the final minute, knowing a cornered Ren is hella dangerous and unpredictable. She’s scored a shutout performance for herself in the seventh, with the last quarter of this fight looking brighter and brighter.
ROUND 8:
Ren gets looked at by the medical team and is cleared by the doctor. She growls at him to “GET THE F--- OUTTA MY FACE!” even before the bell rings, no doubt wanting to exact her revenge on her heated rival. Lynch happy to oblige, both girls STRIDING in and STRAIGHT for each other at the sound of the bell, before blasting the other girl’s head to the sides and up!! OUCH!! Hatred overload as the two girls give it their all, adrenaline coursing through their bodies as they shrug off hooks to the chest and sides, their heads getting turned one way before their own punches sail back in to twist their rival’s the other! Ren gets caught by a snap uppercut she didn’t see coming, lets out a mortal groan as her head gets smacked upwards! For a moment, she sees the bright lights, then growls in rage, eager to return the abuse… But before she can pull her arm back to strike at Lynch, she takes ANOTHER BIG BLAST across her temples, which SENDS HER SPINNING!! Alyssa’s nostrils flaring now, BARRELING inwards to seal the deal! She walks a dazed Ren down against the ropes, shocking her with short hits straight o her face, knocking her head back with louder and louder grunts, then BURYING those fists into her midsection, throwing Ren off her feet and DOWN TO HER KNEES with a guttural groan! Poor blonde Vixen has her lips parted all the way down Lynch’s chest and tummy, both arms clutching at her stomach before pooling at her victor’s feet! Referee starts the count but it ain’t no use! Alyssa stands tall and proud over her rival, one hand high in the air, another buried down in Ren’s hair! The count of 10 is reached and it’s OVER!
Official Decision: Alyssa Lynch defeats Alexis Ren via KO8!
AFTER:
“I’ve been waiting to do this for a LONG time…” Alyssa grinning, uncharacteristically devilish, as she gestures for the officials to bring on the VIX saddle.
Ren’s still KO’ed and breathing deep breaths, one cheek planted on her upper thigh and the rest of her gloves still trying to bat and punish her opponent’s glutes. Lynch has all the time in the world, and she knows it, gingerly removing her gloves and securing a firmer grip in the blonde’s matted locks.
Ren finally comes alive as the pain shoots through her scalp. Not an easy feat indeed to tame this rebellious buck, with Ren shooting out claws and trying to kick at Alyssa’s shins to make her lose her grip… or better yet, take a tumble and become vulnerable for a counterattack.
But Lynch knows how to handle a venomous snake, grabbing Ren by the hair with both hands before sending a knee right to the kisser, breaking that nose further, along with the redworks.
Ren lets out a gurgle and effectively slumps back down onto her knees, allowing Lynch to spike her face-first down into the canvas for a double whammy. Ren, now subdued, barely whimpers as the saddle is brought over her back, and the cold steel buckles are snaked under and around her ribs and tummy.
Lynch mounting her with gleeful spread of the legs, then adding insult to injury with a hard tug on her bikini briefs, effectively using a stinging wedgie to get the blonde moving along at her pace.
Ren trying to keep her head down throughout this shameful saddle, but Lynch taking her long tresses and then looping them across and over her palm, like you would a real-life saddle, has her tearful face on display for all to see tonight.
Clearly, Alyssa’s been practicing this exact moment for a long while!
Alexis:
(26, 5’8, 63:18 FCBA, VIXENs)
Alyssa:
(27, 5’7, 120, 50:22 FCBA, VIXENs)
BEFORE:
Another classic fight in the making, as old rivals Alexis Ren and Alyssa Lynch compete in a Body Saddle match, the first between the pair. After starting off on the worst foot, both girls have gone on to face other rivals in their careers, with Ren famously still in a blood feud with a certain Eden Cohen, and Lynch floundering in recent years against the likes of Samara Weaving and Nina Dobrev.
“We generally stay clear of each other in the locker room,” Alyssa says with a pained grin. “It’s been an unspoken rule all these years. Ren knows not to mess with me.”
Alexis scoffs loudly from across the room. Clearly, the blonde has a different perspective. “Excuse you?! Ass-lyssa knows I’d kick her ass if we ever climbed back into the ring. That’s exactly what I aim to do tonight. Lynch has been nothing but overrated - a speck of dust in my eye, which has been focused on other, more important stuff lately…”
“Like getting flattened by Eden, eh?” Alyssa retorts with a laugh. “I swear, just watching Ren piss off every girl she meets is good enough of a reason for me to stick around.”
Ren looking pissed off herself when the two rivals meet in the center of the stage, mouthing off into Lynch’s face and then poking her sharply in her chest. Lynch has been there before, heard everything the blonde has to throw at her, calmly meeting her scowl with a smirk and both hands on her hips.
And before the confrontation gets too heated, it’s Steve Boyd to the rescue, the Head Trainer of the VIX locker room getting between both girls and herding them apart. Tonight’s stakes are raised with the Body Saddle on full display, and much like the previous contest between Flyweights Emma Watson and Lily Collins, both Alexis and Alyssa get to play with it after they come out on top.
Later, in the ring, Lynch is in ready to go in one corner, an orange bikini top complementing her white boxing trunks. The brunette has a pair of black gloves on either hand. In the other corner, Ren’s lean and mean form is being shown off to the crowds, the Vixen waving and bouncing on black boots, whilst dressed in a white sports blouse and red sports shorts. She has blue gloves on either hand.
Referee waves for the opening bell, and HERE WE GO with ten rounds of Bantamweight action! This here’s a Body Saddle match!
ROUND 1:
Girls kick things off mighty-strategic, a curious dance between two competitors who can’t stand the sight of each other on a day to day basis. Put them together in the same ring with the one objective to knock the other’s head off, and you’ve got a recipe for disaster. Not how the VIX team sees it, however, Ren and Lynch’s growing rivalry over the years bringing in the crowds, and each girl has their own share of supporters chanting their name from the rafters. Action is equally equal, fast jabbing combos sent into the face for an appetizer, Ren firing off more often but her shots more than careless and foolhardy, either hitting the arms or flying overhead too often to count. Lynch, on the other hand, hitting those weak points with practice. The brunette probably has a portrait of Alexis Ren affixed to her punching bag back home. She scores high and low, knocking a nice straight cross to the nose to kick the first round off for her corner.
ROUND 2:
Ren battling right back, of course, these two rivals having fought multiple bouts both inside and outside the ring to know the other’s weak spots. Ren using her reach to frustrate Lynch, opening her body up for attack before blasting Lynch to the kisser with those deliberate, step in crosses to her lips, stunning her with a grunt. Lynch a little stockier and well-built since the last time these two faced off, trying to use her hunting hooks to catch Ren on her tummy and score the win like in the belly-punching pit. Ren however has other ideas, bagging and tagging points to the brunette’s face, eventually edging Lynch out in terms of points to win her own close round.
ROUND 3:
Back and forth these two go, Lynch forced to protect her head with the number of jabs landing consecutively from Ren, who will take whatever opening she can get if it means she gets to inflict some hurt on Ass-lyssa. Lynch knows this, turning the cheek to bait Ren into firing straight for it, then catching the blonde with an underhook to the side of her tummy, making her grunt and falter the third time this happens. Ren growls in rage rather than retreat, however, continues hounding Alyssa to either side of her guard in the hopes of retribution. She knocks some stiff shots into the ears and temples, but Lynch gets the final laugh with a block and weave, then duck and banger again off the ribcage, which sends Ren breathing hard back to her corner. Close round swings back to Alyssa, with each girl taking the other to task!
ROUND 4:
Ren concentrating on the tummy this round -- blonde girl just can’t let it go! She got bested in the pit last July, and it must sting to know that Lynch had the stronger body to boot. Not helping: Lynch goading her rival on in the opening seconds, asking Ren to ‘Bring it on!’ with a couple of rude glove gestures. Ren obliges, picking up the pace of her jab combos and flurries. Lynch looks like she regrets asking for this as the punches begin to stack up, a one-two hitting her fast to the nostrils before Ren dips under and drums away at her undercarriage, forcing her to retreat towards the ropes whilst clutching her body. Ren takes some return punishment, yes, but the sheer quantity she’s throwing back at Alyssa is a sight to behold. Alyssa’s back hits the ropes and she’s forced to cover up, has to weather a couple last seconds on the bell as Ren lights her face up with a hook across the cheek, then folds her over with a step-in swing to the gut. “HOW’S THAT LYSSA?!?” Ren hissing, being stopped by the referee and then herded back to her corner.
ROUND 5:
Lynch DEFINITELY regretting her taunting after the Ren-train SLAMS into her for the second round in a row, the brunette breathing hard as she struggles to get away at fight back. Ren with her eyes on fire and entirely focused on knocking Lynch out in record time. Blonde daredevil just walks into the line of fire, ignoring Lynch’s attacks and then instead blasting her to the face with short, snappy hooks across the chin and cheek, then ripping uppercuts down the middle section to bang away at the remnants of her guard, at one point drilling a right hand up into her stomach to bend her over into her arms with a dull grunt. Lynch’s eyes bulging, mouth guard shot between her teeth, having no choice but to clinch up and pray to god Ren’s wrestling skills haven’t improved much. She’s wrong. Ren keeping her arms inside, continuing to slam away at her undercarriage and chest, then cutting upwards to SNAG Lynch on the base of her chin - KAPOW!! Alyssa gets WHIPPED off her feet and DOWN onto her back, lying spread eagled and entirely shell shocked! It’s a KNOCKDOWN for Alexis Ren, who spits and hisses down at her unfortunate foe! Could this be an early night for Lynch?!
Referee starts the count once Ren is dutifully back in her neutral corner, with Alyssa showing surprising signs of life and almost willing herself off her back like she’s some kind of zombie struggling to get back up on instinct. All fine by Ren, who puckers her lips and blows more air kiss taunts from across the ring, waving her glove as a threat to end Lynch’s career the next thing she goes down. Alyssa regains her stability by the count of 8, and nods to the referee to continue!
Still two minutes left on the clock, AND HERE REN COMES! Avalanche of an assault as the blonde Vixen practically leaps in and starts swinging away at her rival, Alyssa locking her own arms over her face and chest and moving sideways, trying to negate as much of the force of impact as possible. Ren trying to stay concentrated, poking and prodding and jamming her gloves into whatever opening she spies in Alyssa’s defenses. Lynch wincing, groaning, trying to keep upright but those body blows beginning to add up. She initiates several more clinches with her enemy, arms suddenly lunging forward and wrapped around Ren’s shoulders, and the two gals go tumbling into the ropes, snarling in each other’s hair. Ring stills from the aftermath show them tightly embraced, like a couple of long lost soulmates. Of course, those in attendance know the reality as anything but.
ROUND 6:
Ren is spent, and the blonde knows the precarious position she’s found herself in. She’s pushed a great deal over the last few rounds and failed to put Alyssa away for good. It doesn’t bode well that in previous outings, Ren managed to put her away with similar bursts of energy. This Alyssa Lynch is new and improved, and made of sterner stuff. Ladies paw at each other from afar, though Ren is still trying to walk her down and hound her with shots. Alyssa looks comfortable to stay at a distance, catching much needed breath. She’s still taking those grazing shots to her face, but can sense Ren’s power waning by the minute. Last third and we’re seeing signs of life from the brunette, Lynch powering a straight cross to the sternum to catch Ren completely off guard, drive the remaining air from her lungs. Ren has a look of pain as she half collapses onto herself, only managing to stay afloat with her arms on the top rope. Lynch looks set to CHARGE, but the bell rings soon after, meaning she’ll have to wait a little longer for revenge!
ROUND 7:
Ren’s in trouble, how the turn tables now as she goes on a full retreat, one hand extended and trying to poke Lynch in the face, but the brunette is seeing red in her eyes and charging her down, catching Ren on the belly with sudden lunges under her arms, then bashing more hooks into her guard up high to rock her about left and right. Alyssa senses the opportunity to hound and pound and is SURE AS HELL taking it, ignoring the odd jab to her cheek before catching Ren back with another straight cross to the nostrils, busting her wide open. Ren shrieking in pain and frustration, falling back even further as drips of red begin to fleck the once pristine canvas. Alyssa bides her time in the final minute, knowing a cornered Ren is hella dangerous and unpredictable. She’s scored a shutout performance for herself in the seventh, with the last quarter of this fight looking brighter and brighter.
ROUND 8:
Ren gets looked at by the medical team and is cleared by the doctor. She growls at him to “GET THE F--- OUTTA MY FACE!” even before the bell rings, no doubt wanting to exact her revenge on her heated rival. Lynch happy to oblige, both girls STRIDING in and STRAIGHT for each other at the sound of the bell, before blasting the other girl’s head to the sides and up!! OUCH!! Hatred overload as the two girls give it their all, adrenaline coursing through their bodies as they shrug off hooks to the chest and sides, their heads getting turned one way before their own punches sail back in to twist their rival’s the other! Ren gets caught by a snap uppercut she didn’t see coming, lets out a mortal groan as her head gets smacked upwards! For a moment, she sees the bright lights, then growls in rage, eager to return the abuse… But before she can pull her arm back to strike at Lynch, she takes ANOTHER BIG BLAST across her temples, which SENDS HER SPINNING!! Alyssa’s nostrils flaring now, BARRELING inwards to seal the deal! She walks a dazed Ren down against the ropes, shocking her with short hits straight o her face, knocking her head back with louder and louder grunts, then BURYING those fists into her midsection, throwing Ren off her feet and DOWN TO HER KNEES with a guttural groan! Poor blonde Vixen has her lips parted all the way down Lynch’s chest and tummy, both arms clutching at her stomach before pooling at her victor’s feet! Referee starts the count but it ain’t no use! Alyssa stands tall and proud over her rival, one hand high in the air, another buried down in Ren’s hair! The count of 10 is reached and it’s OVER!
Official Decision: Alyssa Lynch defeats Alexis Ren via KO8!
AFTER:
“I’ve been waiting to do this for a LONG time…” Alyssa grinning, uncharacteristically devilish, as she gestures for the officials to bring on the VIX saddle.
Ren’s still KO’ed and breathing deep breaths, one cheek planted on her upper thigh and the rest of her gloves still trying to bat and punish her opponent’s glutes. Lynch has all the time in the world, and she knows it, gingerly removing her gloves and securing a firmer grip in the blonde’s matted locks.
Ren finally comes alive as the pain shoots through her scalp. Not an easy feat indeed to tame this rebellious buck, with Ren shooting out claws and trying to kick at Alyssa’s shins to make her lose her grip… or better yet, take a tumble and become vulnerable for a counterattack.
But Lynch knows how to handle a venomous snake, grabbing Ren by the hair with both hands before sending a knee right to the kisser, breaking that nose further, along with the redworks.
Ren lets out a gurgle and effectively slumps back down onto her knees, allowing Lynch to spike her face-first down into the canvas for a double whammy. Ren, now subdued, barely whimpers as the saddle is brought over her back, and the cold steel buckles are snaked under and around her ribs and tummy.
Lynch mounting her with gleeful spread of the legs, then adding insult to injury with a hard tug on her bikini briefs, effectively using a stinging wedgie to get the blonde moving along at her pace.
Ren trying to keep her head down throughout this shameful saddle, but Lynch taking her long tresses and then looping them across and over her palm, like you would a real-life saddle, has her tearful face on display for all to see tonight.
Clearly, Alyssa’s been practicing this exact moment for a long while!
